Sunday, 25 January 2004
How's it going, folks? I'm listening to Fundamentally Loathesome right now because, as I have explained in my last entry, I got the cd. Yep. I actually got my dad to take me to JP's yesterday and I jacked about $1.26 from the couches so I could pay for it. Turns out, yesterday when we left we didn't buy it becuase we were 20 cents short. Well, the guy was gonna sell it to us a dollar off anyway and didn't say anything. But, in a way, it was good I brought my dad cuz it had the explicit content sticker. Even though one rarely comes across a store that actually enforces those, I have never bought anything from JP's before, so that's a plus. When we were walking out from the mall we ran into my whole crew. I mean ALL of the damn spooky kids. My peeps. Those scary dudes I hang out with as we proudly classify ourselves as the damn losers, and go piss off some teachers and make some kids cry. Yup. Yvette, Porscher, Ace, his stupid little stoner friend, Terrilyn, Tamra, and I think Janete was there too. Dad said "Gee, you guys all look incredibly alike." He's known for stating the obvious. We are the Spooky Kids. Of course we look alike. We practically have a dress code. We all wear big black jackets with our hoods ALWAYS on and baggy pants, maybe some spiked collars here and some crosses there, some black makeup where it's intended. Yvette saw my little cd bag and I showed her what I bought and she pretended to walk off with it. Dad told her I'd copy it for her and I left. I copied it for her and I don't want to go to school tomorrow. Yes, when I sleep in Math, it's quite a sanctuary, but my science teacher, Mr. Bridschge, sucks ass. Yes, I sleep in that class also, but we have this HUGE assignment and I think it's like over half of our grade and the whole damn project is really complicated and I have no clue what the hell we're doing. So I guess no 7th period sanctuary. Oh well. I would like to paint my walls gray, being as it's quite a nice color. I hope Mrs. Crow chokes on her husbands sperm and dies. She is such a fucking wench. I can't wait till she burns in Hell. Moving on... Amyways, I must go now, remember, Satan loves you and always REBEL. 666.
Saturday, 24 January 2004
How's it going, folks?
Hey, people. I'm mildly pissed off right now because I've been waiting to get this damn CD by Marilyn Manson called Mechanical Animals since last Sunday and now it's Saturday. I wanted to get it Thursday so I could listen to it on Friday on the 3 hour drive to Kartchner Caverns, but thanks to stupid people and the complications they bring with them, that didn't happen so all Friday I waited to go home so I could go to the store and listen to it, and by then the store is closed. So this morning when Alma finally pulls her head out of her ass and pays attention to traffic and what direction she's going, we made it to Toonsa's and walked in. They didn't have any Marilyn Manson at all. So we go to JP's. Expensive, but across the street. The damn CD is there, but abnout $5 more than I even had with me. So I have given up. I think. Maybe when my dad comes home I'll steal some change and ask him to drive me to JP's so I can buy it. Right now I'm listening to Tourniquet online, I was slightly disappaointed when I found out that Mechanical Animals doesn't have Tourniquet on it. But you see, Marilyn Manson's site supplies me with his beautiful and extrememly creative videos that shall hold me off when I have the will power to skip lunch and use that money for CD's. All the same, there are always videos, CD or not. Unfortunately, I must go now and headbang to Tourniquet. " I am your Tourniquet." Good bye. Satan loves you, and remember, always REBEL. 666.
Tuesday, 20 January 2004
SATAN LOVES YOU...
SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN...666 666 666 666 666 666 666 SATAN... Okay, I guess I'm done now. Today was a much better day today but this ugly retarded chick named Alley keeps hanging out with me and my friends because she has none and is REALLY beginning to bug me. Ow. My ass hurts. Teachers make us sit on them too fucking often. I'm freaking out because I have to get over $20 by Thursday and that's the day after tomorrow. $8 for my Mom's shipping for her birthday present, and around $15 for the CD Mechanical Animals by Marilyn Manson so I can listen to it by Friday, when we go to Kartchner Caverns. God, I need money bad. That reminds me. Ace drew me another kick ass picture about Satan again and I was beginning to get the impression that he liked me and I turned the corner and saw his arm around Porscher. I wasn't pissed, I just told myself to wake the fuck up and quit fucking dreaming. I shot another bird again today. It is dead. I shot it in the neck. The first bird I shot and killed with a BB gun was a shot in the eyeball and I don't plan on doing it anymore unless it's shitting on me or something. I have been invited to Amanda's house for her mother's birhtday and I have to go over there for ice cream and shit cuz she invited the whole fam-damily. So, I guess, unfortunately, I have to deal with another night of Liegh. Oh, well. I have to go. Later. May darkness always follow, remember, always REBEL! SATAN LOVES YOU...666
Monday, 19 January 2004
I'm extrememly pissed because my life sucks ass...
Life sucks ass. This chick Leigh is constantly coming over and fixing dinner like she's suddenly my mother. I hope she dies. The way she acts in front of my father is nauseating. My mother is currently in Texas, and is not married to my father, unfortunately. This woamn named Leigh is pissing me off and I hope she chokes on her own disgusting vile filthy spit. I must go now. May darkness always follow. Remember, Satan loves you and always REBEL!!!
Sunday, 18 January 2004
Marilyn Manson is fucking hot....don't try to convince me otherwise.
Greetings, humans. I am listening to Coma White by Marilyn Manson. What are YOU listening to? Oh, you must be wondering why people call me Bloody Mary. It's self explanatory. Try not to think about it too much. It's bad for you. Anyways, I'm not the least bored, and how Edgar Allan Poetic. My best friend, Darkshadow, was supposed to come over yesterday but I was too busy drooling over pics of Marilyn Manson and I'm not feeling too companyish. I have a habit of being too lazy to even change during the weekends. Don't worry, I change my undies and shower often. My black cat, Kitty, as refered to in Alice's looking glass, is busy scarfing down her so-called-heavenly slice of turkey because, again, I am too lazy to go to the store and buy some normal ass cat food. But then again normal only exists in people's minds. Normal is impossible. Life sucks ass. Metal doesn't. I love Metal, Indie, Grunge, Punk, and even some classic rock. People tend to classify me as Gothic, so without a doubt I am Gothic. My sister seems to have a mental addiction to the song "Coma White" even more than I do. Oh, since this is my first blog ever, I shall list you all the bands/artists that I take great interest in. Marilyn Manson, Metallica, Nirvana, Korn, Tool, Kiss, Nine Inch Nails, Green Day, Pantera, Slayer, Hatebreed, Lamb Of God, Godsmack, Pink Floyd, Cradle of Filth, Disturbed, White Zombie/Rob Zombie, Alice In Chains, and some others I can't think of right now. I believe I have to leave right now, so good bye. Remember, Satan loves you and always REBEL!!!
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